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"Qi Xing!" Ning Yuan took out a piece of silk from his chest and called out to Qi Xing.

Qi Xing turned around and saw Ning Yuan's actions and said calmly, "What?"

"Sword manual." Ning Yuan replied in a voice that only two people could hear.

Qi Xing's expression did not change. Sword manual? Ning Yuan probably wanted to thank Qi Xing for saving him. Qi Xingli didn't even pay attention to Ning Yuan as he continued walking towards the center of the city, leaving behind a stunned Ning Yuan. Qi Xing had his eyes on Ning Yuan, not the sword manual!

In front of the star, a rolling cloud wave was condensed in the center of the city. It was as if a heavy rain was about to fall.

"Whoever dares to challenge again, don't blame me for being impolite!" A white-bearded old man said loudly in mid-air. In the midst of the billowing sound waves, it was as if thunder resounded between the heaven and earth. Below the old man was a stretch of well-preserved and enormous buildings.

"Damn it! This group of sect disciples is really shameless. " Some of the warriors couldn't hold back their anger and clenched their teeth in hatred. But what could hatred do? This was the difference between a sect and an itinerant cultivator.

Qi Xing stopped walking, glanced at the sect disciples who were surrounding the city center, then looked at the eighth heaven, which was no longer alive, on the ground, before he turned around and continued searching.

"Enough nonsense, hurry up and search for any treasures."

"Right." With that, those rogue cultivators rushed towards the ruins as if they had gone mad. However, as everyone was speaking, some smart martial artists had already run far away. The lucky ones had even found secret manuals that had been left behind in the ruins. Qixing was also one of them, but his luck was too bad. The two secret manuals that he found were both incomplete, and he was no longer able to look through them. With a gentle breeze, it seemed to transform into a wisp of dust that dispersed into the air.

"Bam!" The sudden outbreak of battle did not surprise Qi Xing in the slightest. Qi Xing quickly passed through the battlefield between two Seventh Heavenly Layer experts. The two Seventh Heavenly Layer experts were so furious that their eyes turned red from killing, and they filtered the Qi of Heaven and Earth.

With the first round of battles, what came next was a continuous series of explosive battles. In the blink of an eye, four hundred years had passed since Qingyun Peak City, and this bustling day had once again arrived. The aftermath of the clash of weapons filled the entire world. The sword Qis crisscrossed each other, completely ignoring the others. Each move was fatal, and each was a soul stealing move. Screams, cries of pain, and roars of anger and shock had added a few strands of life force to this Clear Sky Peak.

Qi Xing only took two steps forward, and a battle for profit would soon occur around her. At this moment, even the first seventh heaven martial artist had to be treated with care. Because here, there are eighth heaven experts who can make you die with regret at any time. As for the experts above the ninth heaven, they organized themselves and went with the sects to search for them.

All the way, all the way. It was neither fast nor slow. Luckily, when Qi Xing turned around the corner, he saw two severely injured warriors lying on the side, glaring at each other. Between the two of them was a small mahogany box. The box was perfectly preserved, and there were no signs of it being opened. Qi Xing immediately went to the side of the box and prepared to open it.

"Stop (stop)!" The two warriors naturally disagreed when they saw that Qi Xing wanted to take away their spoils of war. He condensed his inner force and roared. The sound turned into a line, and went straight for the ears of Qi Xing. Qi Xing only felt a sudden pain in his ears and instantly used his martial arts to protect them.

Qi Xing looked at the two warriors coldly and swung his sleeves. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind rose up, and the small wooden chest opened with a 'pa' sound. With a single hand, the item inside the wooden box was pulled into Qi Xing's hand as if it was an invisible thread.

"Kid, if you dare to take it for yourself, I'll kill you!" It was a piece of white silk! The space between the tentacles was incomparably soft, unable to speak. Qi Xing unfurled the silk. On the silk, there were several patterns.

Qi Xing raised his eyebrows, threw down the silk in his hand, then turned and left. The two warriors looked at each other, raised their heads to take a look, and suddenly, their eyebrows jumped up. Then, a bitter smile appeared on his face. This was actually an extremely ordinary Spring Palace painting!

The two martial artists looked at each other as if they shared a mutual understanding. The two of them simultaneously raised the swords in their hands, and in the blink of an eye, they each sent out a few sword attacks. Seeing the flying debris, the two of them laughed heartily and left. The treasure which the two of them had almost risked their lives for was actually a painting of a spring palace! What a joke! "What a joke!

Qi Xing suddenly felt like he had returned to an ancient city and not just a relic. Qi Xing's eyes lit up. In front of him, there were no signs of people coming here! Qi Xing immediately executed the Rootless Steps, rushing in, and began to rummage around.

With a light breeze, the clothes on the table began to turn into dust and disappear bit by bit. No matter how gorgeous his clothes were, they could not stop the flow of time. They were buried in the river of time, turning into motes of dust and vanishing into thin air. After looking around, Qi Xing was surprised to find that there was no corpse in this room!

From what he saw, he guessed that Qingyun Peak was going to experience an earth-shattering change. In this unforeseen event, countless people died. Even the people of Qingyun Peak had been completely massacred! No matter what, countless warriors had died in Qingyun Peak City. There was no doubt about it! There was not a single corpse in this room! Not even a precious thing was found.

The strange feeling made Qi Xing stay there for the time being. Qi Xing once again carefully looked around, and suddenly, Qi Xing's eyes lit up. He touched the furniture in the room, and began to search for something. When Qi Xing touched a piece of porcelain, he discovered that the porcelain was actually fake. This so-called fake was because this piece of porcelain was actually fixed inside the wall.

Without any hesitation, Qi Xing tried to turn the porcelain. Sure enough, the porcelain shifted a whole surface to the left. A buzzing, vibrating sound rang out, and a cloud of dust rose within the room. Beneath the feet of Qi Xing, a hole the size of a water tank slowly appeared with a faint white light shining from it. This was an underground staircase that led to the underground. After a short period of time, the Qi Xing Ling technique was used to roll up all the dust in the room into a ball. With one hand in the air, he jumped down the unknown stairs.

If there was only one piece of clean ground in the house, it would be too suspicious.

Standing on the stairs, he noticed a protruding stone on the edge of the wall. Qi Xing pushed down with his palm, and at the same time, he withdrew the Qi in his hand. The room was once again covered in dust.

Qi Xing glanced at the fist-sized Night Pearl at the edge of the passageway. At this moment, the light on the Night Pearl had already begun to dim. Suddenly, a red light flashed in his eyes. Like a searchlight in the dark, the scene in the passage was clearly displayed in his mind.

Qi Xing very safely proceeded down about ten zhang, before finally stepping onto a flat piece of land. Qi Xing slowed down, and after turning a corner, the field of view widened. A corpse sitting in the main seat was reflected in Qi Xing's eyes! Qi Xing's eyes flashed. On the corpse's body, there was a completely preserved green robe. Underneath the robe, there were several floating clouds. The entire garment looked like it was made of clouds. Moreover, there was a special design on the cuffs of this shirt.

The clothes worn by the Clear Sky Peak disciples were of this type, however, ordinary people could not have this kind of design. This was a symbol that only the Elders could possess. Qi Xing didn't know how long it had been, it was just that he felt that this person's position was different from what he had seen before.

Qi Xing suddenly focused his eyes. Beside the corpse, there was a shining long sword!